E E Cummings

The Sky Was (by e. e. Cummings) the sky was can dy lu minous edible spry pinks shy lemons greens coo 1 choc olate s. un der, a lo co mo tive s pout ing vi o lets Cummings wrote of a romantic earth, revealing colors and shapes that danced through the string of his words. Mystery was hidden in the formation. Emerging formations, that is what I love to create. “To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you...

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